Lyrics:

I find it hard to be an honest man
Oh-whoa, whoa
I guess I'll go and find out again
Yeah-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I can hear lonely, lonely sounds
Living like an only child
I can hear lonely, lonely sounds
Living like an only child
Hallelujah, it's a boy
Celebrations, gems and toys
So blatant to the cause
Blame the clients on the job
Calm, cold, in control, young, bold, vicious
This manufactured chemistry weaving in and out the tapestry
Breastfeed the baby that wasn't raised in the nanny state
Or hidden from the belly, closer, closer to ascertain
Body like a statue, grace of an antelope
Displayed on the market, dispensing assets
All that, gimme that, gimme that, all that
All that, all that, gimme that, gimme that
All that, gimme that, gimme that, all that
All that, all that, gimme that, gimme that
All that, gimme that, gimme that, all that
All that, all that, gimme that, gimme that
All that, gimme that, gimme that, all that
All that, all that, gimme that, gimme that
(All that, gimme that, gimme that, all that) that I can hear lonely, lonely sounds
(All that, all that, gimme that, gimme that) living like an only child
(All that, gimme that, gimme that, all that) I can hear lonely, lonely sounds
(All that, all that, gimme that, gimme that) living like an only child
Samuel, look up on your shoulder, see the machete, machete
Samuel (Samuel)